That's my line. I'm your Monster - it's my role to look out for you.
[to wrap his injuries and call him a fool and drag him home when he was drunk and protect him from certain Berserkers. to be a channel for his excess magic and be teeth and claws in the darkness. to be his partner, even if he feels like a Servant with it - more than usual.]
And I can do that while remaining in the depths of Hell. It is my birthplace, it holds no terror for me.
Oh, shut up. Your birthplace is Marseilles, not Hell. And if you confine yourself to Hell, I have to march down there to squat beside you. Have you thought about that?
[Andersen says all this without looking Dantes's way, but the conviction in his tone is unmistakable.]
A Bond requires two equal parts to form a strong knot. Don't forget that.
[it's an admission pulled from a less used place, him soaking up the heat from the fire and wondering which of them was the Master and which the Servant in these circumstances.]
I am...ill accustomed to such actions in the reverse. Beyond the boundaries of what our Master did for us.
[To be a Servant is an odd experience for some Heroic Spirits. For Andersen, his situation's remained much the same. Serving others is all he's done - lifting others up, be it through word or subtle actions - was what satisfied the ache in his heart that lingers long after death. He turns towards Dantes at his admission, eyebrows raised in surprise.]
... what I did is something our Master would've done.
[For that was just how that foolish child was. Andersen admired that kindness. It made him want to be better.]
Don't think of my actions as above and beyond. Think of it as... someone acting in the interests of maintaining a professional relationship.
[the sound he makes back is noncommittal, and he stares into the depths of the flames as if that will give him more of an answer. Andersen isn't their Master, and he's glad for it - they didn't need this world's burdens on their own.]
If you're acting in the interests of our professional relationship, does that extend to you getting me a blanket?
[he's actually comfortable for once and trying to not lose it.]
You're not exactly like other housepets, you know. Don't take that high-and-mighty tone with me!
[Exit Andersen, stage right. He returns a minute later with a thick blanket folded up in his arms, which he throws on Dantes, definitely out of spite.]
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[to wrap his injuries and call him a fool and drag him home when he was drunk and protect him from certain Berserkers. to be a channel for his excess magic and be teeth and claws in the darkness. to be his partner, even if he feels like a Servant with it - more than usual.]
And I can do that while remaining in the depths of Hell. It is my birthplace, it holds no terror for me.
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[Andersen says all this without looking Dantes's way, but the conviction in his tone is unmistakable.]
A Bond requires two equal parts to form a strong knot. Don't forget that.
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[it's an admission pulled from a less used place, him soaking up the heat from the fire and wondering which of them was the Master and which the Servant in these circumstances.]
I am...ill accustomed to such actions in the reverse. Beyond the boundaries of what our Master did for us.
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... what I did is something our Master would've done.
[For that was just how that foolish child was. Andersen admired that kindness. It made him want to be better.]
Don't think of my actions as above and beyond. Think of it as... someone acting in the interests of maintaining a professional relationship.
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If you're acting in the interests of our professional relationship, does that extend to you getting me a blanket?
[he's actually comfortable for once and trying to not lose it.]
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... remaining professional doesn't mean I'm cruel. I need you to be healthy.
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[the transformation took energy from him, with all that fighting.]
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Can't you just shake the water off? Can't cats do that?
[He says, getting up anyway.]
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[you'd have a wet living room if he could just do that. well, he could shake, but he's not sure what good it'd do.]
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[Exit Andersen, stage right. He returns a minute later with a thick blanket folded up in his arms, which he throws on Dantes, definitely out of spite.]
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It's only the same tone you take with me day in and day out, I can't see why it's a problem.
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I'm permitted that luxury because I'm a crass jester with a quill. It's my job.
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And I'm the one who lives with you. I think that entitles me to something.